Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Biking in Compton

Beck Family!

So it has been a crazy week. Oh yes, i am emailing you on
Tuesday, because yesterday was labor day and our library was closed. So we got
permission to email ya'll today. So im just hoping mom didnt freak out in the
last couple of hours waiting for a letter from her missionary, just stay calm
mom. This last week has been awesome. Elder xxx went home Tuesday, and he was
actually realesed to his father monday night, so that was the last time i saw
him. For the last thing we did together, we went to the swap meet, got lots of
really cool stuff for dirt cheap( if you are a good money talker) and then we
destroyed all of his letters he still had from the girl that dear johned him
one year into his mission. He took a baseball bat to that stuff and held
nothing back. Then we each burned some letters for him, letters from her that
said how she wanted to be married in the temple and all that stuff, we burned
it all. Then i disconnected the fire alarm cause that went off, and i know how.
Then we left, and did not come back to our appartment until night, because we
made everything smell like smoke and didnt want them to know it was us. But it
really isnt a big deal, every single one of our neighbors smokes weed every
night, so you couldt even tell we had burned stuff. My new companion is Elder
xxx, and he is awesome. He is just as old as me in the mission, and a gringo
too. So they thought it would be a good idea to put the two of us together out
here. We are on bike now, and i now realize how dirty the streets of Compton
are.

There is broken glass, garbage, and frikin thorns every
where. No lie, In the last 3 days we have gotten 5 flats, and then blew a tube
while trying to fix it. This is a bikers nightmare out here, im thinking about
getting solid tires, not kidding, or i will be fixing tires every lunch for the
rest of my time here. 2 nights ago when my comp. got double flats at

9:15 on our way back to the apartment, that really put a
damper on our night. We started walking the bikes home through the heart of
Compton, which is a less than ideal place to be at that hour. The sounds of
gunshots were just enough to encourage us to walk faster and get to a main road
ASAP. We got home without incident at about 10:05. I really dont want that to
happen again. Yesterday the ward did a party for labor day, and since it was
our P-day, we got permission to go. So we went and played soccer and volleyball
with all of the members, it was super fun. Then we came home, and got a start
on all of our bike trouble. Thats kind of whats been going on in my neck of the
woods, fun stuff as usual. Keep me posted on all the stuff about home. And yes
dad, i can not wait to watch football again, but i guess ill just have to make
do without it for now. But you can atleast let me know if Herriman and the
Cowboys are winning. Thanks for everything, love ya'll